Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens

My Dear Soul, Flee From The Worthless, Stay Close Only To Those With A Pure Heart. Like Attracts Like. A Crow Will Lead You To The Graveyard, A Parrot To A Lump Of Sugar.

There’s Nothing Left Of Me. I’m Like A Ruby Held Up To The Sunrise. Is It Still A Stone, Or A World Made Of Redness? It Has No Resistance To Sunlight.

Love Itself Describes Its Own Perfection. Be Speechless And Listen.

The Moon Stays Bright When It Doesn't Avoid The Night.

Dance From Here To The Other World-and Don't Stop.